{"id":340,"date":"2011-09-15T11:26:04","date_gmt":"2011-09-15T15:26:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/?p=340"},"modified":"2011-12-17T18:43:24","modified_gmt":"2011-12-17T23:43:24","slug":"i-am-happy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/i-am-happy\/","title":{"rendered":"I am happy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;May I, emerging at last from this terrible insight<br \/>\nBurst into jubilant praise to assenting angels&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Rilke<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It is strange<br \/>\nbut<br \/>\nI am happy.<\/p>\n<p>Millions are dying of hunger.<br \/>\nChildren with chopped off limbs<br \/>\nwalk towards candy stores<br \/>\nin their dreams.<\/p>\n<p>Fast cars roar off to nowhere.<br \/>\nBurn patients sit softly on white sheets.<br \/>\nPeople are jumping off buildings.<br \/>\nBuildings are falling down.<\/p>\n<p>A millionaire counts his pennies<br \/>\npulled from a cookie jar.<br \/>\nThe sun is burning and mice<br \/>\nare getting caught everyday<br \/>\nin better built mousetraps.<\/p>\n<p>Lungs fill up with the waste\u00a0of man&#8217;s ingenuity.<br \/>\nWhales cough blood in<br \/>\nthe black of a cesspool sea.<br \/>\nGuns grow like geraniums<br \/>\npicked up and given in the name<br \/>\nof freedom rather than death.<\/p>\n<p>My parents, your parents.<br \/>\nMy son, your daughter.<br \/>\nThe bright eyed boy across the street.<br \/>\nWe are all going to die.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Funny.<br \/>\nI am happy.<br \/>\nPerhaps it is because<\/p>\n<p>I am here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &#8220;May I, emerging at last from this terrible insight Burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels&#8221; &#8211; Rilke &nbsp; It is strange but I am happy. Millions are dying of hunger. Children with chopped off limbs walk towards candy stores in their dreams. Fast cars roar off to nowhere. Burn patients sit softly on &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/i-am-happy\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">I am happy<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-340","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-more-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/340","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=340"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/340\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":393,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/340\/revisions\/393"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=340"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=340"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ddeubel.me\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=340"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}